Quiche For Sale

20171015_104802Quiche For Sale

She smolders in her warmth and subtle juice.

She’s filled with loves’ own complex condiment:

here made with careful heart at home to choose

the mystic of each cheese from heaven sent.

Here solemn sits she, wrapped in spinach green

whose rising odor soothes of smothered egg

chopped onions roasted with a glorious sheen

whipped peppers tingled-red now beg

among her mixed embellishments and sigh

the chef’s intentions with her fancy flair.

Yet, weep all those who would, with eager eye

share gold concoctions with abandoned air.

La Quiche, we sigh for sisters, tearful, all;

for unrequited love our duties call.

(One never knows what I might use for a poem.  The story:  my daughter rises early this Sunday am to make breakfast for her brother.  The plan was to visit his new digs with breakfast made with loving hands at home.  As she takes the gorgeous thing out of the oven, he calls  an hour before our arrival to say he will not be home for our planned visit 3 days ago!   This beauty is still warm as I write, smiling.)

“Men in Orange Jumpsuits”


She wanted the attention and the wealth.
Bold disrespect she shows Memorial Day
for Christians dressed in orange to their death;
be-headings all the rage is Griffin’s way.

I weep for Man whose lost all sense of shame
I shudder for her stupid, bloody hands
I feel the filth just mentioning her name
A comedy of sorts lost to her fans.

Catastrophe to those who clap and grin.
There will be sorrow for the rest of us.
A lost humanity attuned to sin,
we’ll view our part , if any, with disgust.

The heart has withered once the head is lost
and so Man’s spirit where there is no trust.

Day 25, NaPoWriMo

It’s true that Bruce Jenner
looks quite a bit thinner
in his new Maxi dress
whose stripes should impress.

A clerihew is a whimsical, four-line biographical poem invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley. The first line is the name of the poem’s subject, usually a famous person put in an absurd light. The rhyme scheme is AABB, and the rhymes are often forced. The line length and meter are irregular. Bentley invented the clerihew in school and then popularized it in books. One of his best known is this (1905):

“Sir Christopher Wren

Said, “I am going to dine with some men.

If anyone calls,

Say I am designing St. Paul’s.”



My daughter wants a lighter poem from me!
And so I search to find my funny-bone.
My humerus, when hit, is not with glee;
There’s pain behind the painted face that’s shown.

I never found the Stooges-Three much fun;
I scoff and sulk; my boredom’s not allayed.
The pie shoved in the face of those who run
seems just another silly escapade.

A ‘laugh-clown-laugh’ demeanor my pure dirge;
leaves me upon the verge of streaming tears.
Pagliacci and myself with drama, merge
and so, to true life is my art sincere.

Commedia del’Arte fails encore:
I am no Kramer sliding through the door.

Jazzy Religion

Clint OneSource: Sketch by Clint Casey.

“Jazzy Religion”




blaring out the



prays swell


blowing on his horn.



entranced; their

foot still in my